"Are you okay with me puncturing the heck out of your gums with this huge needle?" the dentist asked as I lay helplessly in the blue torture chair. Okay, well it was something similar to that. "Um...I hate needles. I hate pain. Honestly, I want to jump out of this chair and run home right now."
"How do you feel about laughing gas?" he asked.
"I love laughing gas. Apparently I was really funny last time I had laughing gas. I made a dental hygienist crack up," I responded.
A little mask was shoved over my nose and suddenly, entrance into hell...er...I mean, the dentist office wasn't so bad. Within 5 seconds, I began to fly. Within 30 seconds, I began to think they were giving me a little too much laughing gas. I consciously had a huge grin on my face and felt like I had something to hide. A few minutes passed and a dental hygienist came in to check on me.
"How you feelin'?" she asked.
I don't remember my response, but I do remember seeing my right arm flinging around in the air above my body. She turned the laughing gas down.
A few more minutes passed. I began to feel like I was going super fast up a roller coaster. I never came down-I just kept going up and up and up.
The dentist came in and gave me 3 shots in my tender gums. I felt pain, but I really didn't care at that point. I thought to myself "that hurts, but hey, it's alright. No big deal..." He worked on my mouth while I continued to inhale the laughing gas. Sounds began to annoy me. Every time someone said something, the first syllable that they said echoed in my head for at least 5 seconds. The music was killing me! I think a Rod Stewart song was on. The noises were echoing like crazy.
I closed my eyes and began to get sleepy. Very sleepy. So, I thought "Nikki, you better breathe through your mouth." I tried to breathe through my mouth, but I couldn't concentrate enough. The lady working on my mouth kept saying "Open your mouth. Open up. Stay open. Open wide." I was really trying! I couldn't keep my mouth open.
They finished their work and gave me oxygen to breathe for like...2 minutes. They told me I was done, but as I attempted to get out of the chair, the room began spinning. I reached down to get my purse and found myself leaning on the wall for total support.
You know what was funny? I looked in a mirror and there was a HUGE, DEEP circle around my nose. I guess I was sucking the laughing gas in with all my might.